Hymns, Selected and Arranged for the Sunday School of the Evangelical Lutheran Church of St. Matthew, Philadelphia

#	Text	Tune
d101	Like her who in Samaria's bound
d102	Lo he cometh countless trumpets
d103	Lo what an entertaining sight
d104	Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing
d105	Lord, I am pained; but I resign My body to thy will
d106	Lord, I am poor, yet hear my call
d107	Lord, I confess before thy face
d108	Lord, I hear of [that] [the] showers of blessing
d109	Lord, shall we part with gold for dross
d110	Lord, teach a sinful child to pray
d111	Love God with all your soul and strength
d112	Mary to her [the] Savior's tomb
d113	May I resolve with all my heart
d114	Methinks the last great day is come
d115	My dear Redeemer, and my Lord
d116	My Father, when I come to thee
d117	My heart, vain world, engage no more
d118	My heavenly Father, all I see around me and above
d119	My life's a narrow span
d120	My Savior, my almighty Friend
d121	My soul, repeat His praise Whose mercies are so
d122	No, I'll repine at death no more
d123	Nor eye hath seen nor ear hath heard
d124	Now, for a while, aside I'll lay
d125	Now, gracious Lord, thine [thy] arm reveal
d126	Now, gracious Lord, we lift
d127	Now in my early days
d128	Now in the heat [flush] of youthful blood
d129	Now let a true [pure] ambition rise
d130	O could our thoughts and wishes fly
d131	O how divine how sweet the joy
d132	O how pleasant 'tis to sing
d133	O Lord, forgive a sinful child
d134	O Lord, our Lord, how wondrous great Is thine exalted name
d135	O that my load of sin were [was] gone
d136	O thou, before whose gracious throne
d137	O 'tis a lovely thing for youth
d138	O world of bliss could mortal eyes
d139	On Judah's plains as shepherds sat Watching [kept Watch o'er] their flocks
d140	On this sweet morn my Lord arose
d141	Once more we keep the sacred day
d142	One awful word which Jesus spoke
d143	One there is above all others, well [who] deserves
d144	Only this frail and fleeting breath
d145	Our Savior, Jesus, heavenly King
d146	Our Savior was a lovely child
d147	Praise to the Sovereign of the sky
d148	Prayer is the soul's [heart's] [saint's] sincere desire
d149	Prayer is [was] appointed to convey
d150	Raise your triumphant songs
d151	Religion is the chief concern
d152	Remark my soul [with awe] the narrow bounds
d153	Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings
d154	See the vineyard of the Lord
d155	Sinner [sinners], the voice of God regard
d156	Stern winter throws his [her] [its] icy chains
d157	The darkened sky, how thick it lowers
d158	The day approacheth [approaches], O my soul
d159	The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear
d160	The heavens declare thy glory, Lord, in every star
d161	The hoary frost, the fleecy snow descend
d162	The praises of my tongue
d163	The soul untaught is dark as night
d164	There is a God who [that] reigns above
d165	There is a path that leads to
d166	There is, beyond the sky, A heaven of joy and love
d167	These are the things I ought to mind
d168	Think, O ye, who fondly languish, O'er the grave
d169	This day belongs to God alone
d170	This is a precious book indeed
d171	This is the day when Christ arose
d172	Thou shalt have no more gods but me
d173	Though it would yield an angel
d174	Through sorrow's night and danger's path [way] [road]
d175	'Tis not a single vocal tone
d176	To do to others as I would that they should do to me
d177	To heaven I lift my eyes
d178	To praise the [thee] ever bounteous [beauteous] Lord
d179	Ungrateful sinner [sinners] whence this scorn
d180	Unthinking mortals ye must die
d181	Up to thy throne I'll lift my eyes
d182	Vast are thy works, almighty Lord
d183	We come with joy and gladness
d184	We offer, Lord, an humble prayer
d185	We thank the Lord who brought us here
d186	Welcome, sweet day of rest
d187	Well, the Redeemer's gone
d188	We've passed a pleasant Sabbath day
d189	What sinners value, I resign
d190	What various hindrances we meet
d191	When all my follies I recount
d192	When all thy [your] mercies, O my [our] God [gracious Lord]
d193	When blooming youth is [are] snatched [called] away
d194	When daily I kneel down to pray
d195	When I can read my title clear
d196	When I visit Jesus' grave in spirit
d197	When Jesus dwelt in mortal clay
d198	When Jesus hung upon the tree
d199	When marshalled on the nightly [mighty] plain
d200	When the poor leper's case I read